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“Why don't you try switching it up?” Vaggie suggested from her spot on the armchair, her girlfriend snuggled close on her lap, arms tangled around the other party in some manner of touch.
Charlie nodded excitedly, “That’s right! When Vaggie and I had some troubles, we tried new things, it's a little scary but I think it's because we tried something new together and comforted each other through it that caused us to get out of our funk”
Angel and I sat apart from each other on opposite ends of the hotel's plush couch. Nearly everyone had retired for the night, but Angel had snagged the lesbians beforehand, requesting some relationship advice and dragged them to the sitting area. We found our first roadblock in our few month old relationship and we trusted the girls more than ourselves to figure it out.
Angel had started to have bedroom problems and I was determined to sort it out. Granted, we only had sex twice but Angel began to draw back, feeling bored and unsatisfied. He didn't want that and suggested we think of ways to help but.. switching it up? What exactly did they mean by that?
“Erm- I'm sorry.. switching it up?” I asked, the end of my tail flicked against the floor in confusion while my body remained slouched against the arm of the couch, a bottle of booze resting atop my thigh within a lazy grip.
Angel crossed his lower set of arms, dipping his chin in thought, “Ya’know, Val never lets me do anything other than taken it” he cocked his head over to my direction with a shy smile, “Maybe my ass is worn out”
I growled softly under my breath, eyes closing after a dramatic eye roll, ”Does that mean you want to try topping?” I asked, bringing the glass bottle up to my lips, swallowing a heavy amount of liquor, eyes shifting over to look at Angel before I choked on his response.
“Yea. I do.. Would you let me?” he asked shyly, twisting his upper half to face me. His cheeks were dusted a slight pink, fingers fidgeting with his gloves as he watched me choke. His face was serious but he was also embarrassed.
I stared at Angel with wide eyes, ears perking up straight as I lowered the bottle. I carefully closed my mouth and swallowed, turning away. The white fur of my cheeks suddenly grew a stain of red, ears dropping to smooth themselves against the fur of my head. I've never bottomed before. I had no idea what it'd be like, obviously it felt good for those who do bottom. But to me? I can't even begin to try and imagine how it'd feel.
Having an actual dick inside of me? I don't think I could trust anyone enough for that, I doubt I'd even enjoy it. Doesn't it hurt horribly for the first time? Angel never gets the chance to top and he voiced his desires, but can I go through with it?
My eyes softened, flicking up to my lover's. This was Angel I was thinking about. I could trust the spider demon more than I could trust myself. If anyone knew how to prepare a first time submissive, it'd be him.
Without saying a word to the girls, I jerked my head towards the staircase and stood up, sluggishly retreating back to my room in a composed manner. I didn't want to lead Charlie and Vaggie into thinking that I've got sex on my mind but I also didn't have hope. Charlie is a bloodhound, she'll figure it out.. and consider the topic…..
Angel bid his goodnight and caught up with me at the elevator in his usual sassy walk. He stood beside me, his multi coloured eyes watching my finger jab the number to my level, “Would you?” his voice was gentle, nearly over a whisper.
My ears fell flat once again as my heated blush returned, “Angel.. I haven't… I never….” I dragged my paws down my face with a frustrated sigh. My heart picked up its pace, words suddenly becoming difficult for me to comprehend and forming a coherent sentence seemed impossible. Angel waited patiently, allowing me the time to regain my thoughts. His patients made my heart squeeze, how the fuck did I get so goddamn lucky in Hell of all places?
With a heavy sigh, I tried again, “I never thought about bottoming before.. never explored it with another or on my own”. I could feel the pout tugging on my face, my whiskers twitching. I knew Angel could tell that I wanted to help but was stuck in making a decision. I never liked trying new things, the concept of the unknown always stirred my anxiety.
Angel tapped his finger against the underside of my chin, guiding it up to face the spider. Angel smiled softly, eyes lidded with unconditional love, knuckles caressing down the side of my cheek in just the right way to drag out a soft purr, “It’s alright whiskers.. we don't have to” he said gently, his voice smooth as silk.
I felt my profile melt into a relaxed expression. I closed my eyes, holding Angel's hand in place as I nuzzled into it, placing a gentle touch of my lips against his palm, the steady thrum of my purring drowned out the mechanical sounds of the elevator, “That’s not it.. I'm just nervous”
The elevator jolted gently and the doors rolled opened. I dropped his hand and began walking down the hall, not giving Angel the chance to reply. My heart hammered in my chest, my palms were getting sweaty. Being nervous before initiating sex wasn't new to me, but this? I felt like I was on fire, heart feeling on the verge of exploding.
I guided Angle into my chosen hotel room and closed the door, shifting the lock in place, “If topping is something you want to try… you have my permission” I stood still, remaining faced at my door. My voice shook softly, a twinge of embarrassment squeezed at my chest, wings twitching from discomfort.
Silence followed, the seconds ticking on. My ears rang with the heavy thumping of my heart, doubt threatened to choke me. Why hasn't he answered yet? Did I upset him? I twisted to glance over my shoulder, eyes searching for the spider demon. However, when they found him, my breath hitched.
Angel stood still, shock clear on his face. Though his eyes felt heavier upon me, like he saw more than what's in front of him, a lustful grin crept up onto his lips, “You’ll bottom for me, whiskers?” he cooed, taking a step forward. The clack of his heeled boot echoed in my dull room and triggered sudden anticipation.
I twisted around fully, pushing my wings gently against the door as Angel continued to approach closer to me, the look on his face sent chills down my spine. I gave him a slow nod, unable to do much else while I collected my composure. This is new.. very new.. The anticipation coiled tightly in my gut, stirring arousal in its place. Maybe.. bottoming won't be so bad after all.
Angel carefully caressed my cheek once again, eyes fixed on mine, “As my submissive, you will only reply with "Yes Angel" or "No Angel " when asked a question. You do not say anything else unless instructed otherwise, are you okay with that?” he asked, fingers continued to slide against my furr, threatening to pull forward more purrs from earlier.
“Yes Angel” I said softly, my knees started to tremble with anxiety but the arousal that began to cloud my mind kept the panic subdued. I carefully lowered my half drunk bottle of liquor on my dresser, though our gaze never broke.
Angel trailed his lower right hand down the fur of my chest, trailing it lower and lower to the belt that held snuggly around my waist. My breath hitched, all my attention focused on where Angel touched my body. Even with the anxiety of bottoming, Angel's touch still got me drunk.
Angel giggled softly to himself and pulled away, strolling deeper into my bedroom, “I adore how easy it is to get ya all riled up” he teased.
I groaned in irritation, following after Angel with my ears dropping back in annoyance. I went over to my kitchenette, the new hotel rooms were designed like bachelor pads rather than typical hotel rooms, kudoos to Lucifer. I gathered two shot glasses and filled them with some stray bourbon on my countertop.
Angel reached over and picked up his shot, clinking it against mine before knocking it back. He made a noise of complaint while his face scrunched up, “Haven't had that in awhile, what a burn” he laughed, setting the now empty shot glass down.
I tossed my shot back, swallowing the alcohol like it was water. I glanced over to my Angel, heart rate continued its deathening pace. At this rate, I might as well drop into a fucking heart attack.
Angel cocked his head and gave me a loving smile. He placed his hand over mine and closed the distance. The kiss was gentle, Angel guided our lips into a steady makeout. His lower left hand pulled me forward by my hips, his upper right dug into the fur at the back of my head and yanked it back, forcing the kiss apart.
My eyebrows pinched together with a grunt, the red blotches once again sat their asses on my cheeks. I was more confused on why I felt my pants twitch then the fact that I actually enjoyed my fur getting pulled.
Hang on… I like my fur getting pulled?
Angel massaged my scalp, his teeth nipping at my neck and shoulder, dragging small hisses of breath out as his reward. I'm not all that vocal in intimate moments, my short breaths typical. Angel was annoyed with it during our first, he preferred a noisy partner, but he never forced me to do anything else.
Angel pulled back, his fingers adjusting its grip in my fur before tugging down towards the floor, “Kneel” he commanded, his voice suddenly different. He sounded.. threatening almost? Confidence. In control. A voice that promised pleasure and pain. My fur prickled, a grunt vibrating my chest.
I carefully knelt onto the floorboards, Angel's hand releasing its grip to cup my cheek, “Good boy” he cooed, causing my heart to throb.
At this angle, Angel looked fucking massive, standing over me in his heeled boots, shorts tight, and defined chest fluff. My eyes settled on the hard length that followed up the right side of Angel's hip. I was impressed the first time I saw it, a little bruising to my ego for being bigger than myself though Angel seemed to not give a shit about it.
Angel nudged my head forwards with a hand pressing behind me. I shuffled closer, raising my hands up to Angel's thighs, giving them a small massage.
Angel sighed, a free hand working his shorts open, “Is it safe to assume you haven't sucked a dick either?”
“Yes Angel” I confirmed, not forgetting my rules.
Angel hummed, tugging open his shorts to allow his hard cock fresh air. He gently guided my hand to wrap around his base, controlling my hand to jerk him off slowly. I took the time to squeeze and explore, remembering all the likes from jerking him off multiple times in the past. Angel's hand slowly lets go of mine once I gathered a rhythm, “Think of sucking a popsicle” Angel sighed with pleasure, eyes heavy with lust as I dragged my paw up and down his shaft.
I nodded and shuffled a bit closer once again before opening my mouth, testing the waters by licking up his length. I closed my mouth around his tip, attempting to suck. He tasted salty, felt fragile. I hummed around him, adding more into my mouth.
Angel groaned as my actions progressed, satisfied by my skill, or lack of skill, “Yeah, just like that babe.. slacken your jaw a bit more- yes perfect” he placed a hand atop my head, knocking my hat to the ground as his fingers tightened into a fist, tugging at the scalp.
I moaned around him, bobbing my head. I learned quickly how much of Angel I could fit, a sharp gag pulled me away from Angel's cock. I coughed into my paw, feeling drool spill past my lip.
Angel's thumb suddenly hooked into my jaw, forcing my mouth to remain open. He yanked my head up, drool sliding down my neck. He growled possessively, a noise that cause my whole body to shudder with pleasure.
Which out a second more, Angel replaced his thumb with his dick, hips moving in place of my head. I gagged against the head of his dick as it repeatedly hit the back of my throat. I made horrendous noises while Angel fucked into my mouth, drool dripping onto my lap and floor. Though I wasn't disliking a second of it.
Arousal was drowning me, the tight grip in my fur, the choking, simply just knowing Angel feels good makes my cock leak. I would have never guessed this type of choking felt amazing, I never want to stop.
I held onto Angel's thighs, adjusting my jaw to eagerly take more of Angel. I now understood why Angel sucked dick so much, but for me, it's because it's Angel’s.
“Fuck… fuck…” Angel cursed, attempting to pull out from my mouth, but I held him in place. His hips stopped but I replaced it with my head returning to a bob, however it was more eager then my first attempt. I was learning quickly.
“Fuck. Husk.. wait.. I'm.. fuck” Angel groaned out, his hips thrusting sharply once, twice, three times before a hot salty liquid coated my tongue.
I moaned alongside my lover, pulling off and swallowing. I could tell my throat was gonna feel raw the following morning, but the look on my baby's face made everything worth it. Even the tears from being choked on his cock.
Angel panted heavily, face pinched with pleasure… before a grin took over. He hoisted me up off the floor and guided me over to the bed, pushing me down onto my back. I took a moment to adjust, placing a pillow between my shoulder blades to keep my weight from hurting my wings.
Angel tugged my suspenders down and worked on my pants, “What's your safe word, baby?” he asked in his chipper voice, sliding my belt free.
I collected my thoughts, looking around the room, “I.. fuck, I don't know… Uhm.. Spades?”
Angel nodded, “That works”
I felt Angel tug my pants off, taking my underwear along with them. Sudden shyness crept up my throat, turning my head to look away as my cheeks burned. I wasn't really enjoying the spotlight being the submissive has, honestly, the spotlight felt brighter as a bottom then it did as a top.
Angel pushes my legs back, exposing my entirety to him, “How’re you doing?” he asked in a sweet tone, hands rubbing soothingly up and down my calves and thighs.
I swallowed thickly, “Stage fright” I admitted, eyes flicking over to Angel.
Angel hummed softly and leaned forwards, placing a gentle loving kiss against my lips, “It’ll be okay, it's always awkward and embarrassing for the first few seconds, but I promise you'll feel fantastic. I'll convert you to a lowly whore in no time” Angel purred, one of his hands felt up my already hard cock in a slow teasing motion. My hips shuddered at his words, a groan caught in my throat.
Holy fuck… I'm starting to not doubt his words. This feels like the first time all over again for fuck sakes.
Angel leaned back and worked his hand on my stiffening dick, pumping me just the way I liked it. I panted softly, hands clenched onto the bedding. My tail flicked this way and that, unable to remain still while I enjoys the pleasure.
A sudden pressure poked at my hole, causing my eyes to snap open and look down at what Angel was doing.
“Do you want to stop?” Angel asked, his freshly slicked fingers frozen in between my legs. When did he put lube on them? I carefully relaxed, eyes trained on the ceiling, “No, Angel…” my voice trembled with nerves. Yep, I was definitely scared.
Angel kissed my inner thigh, resuming the hand job, “Take deep breaths my love” he instructed before his finger slipped in.
I inhaled sharply, tensing at the intrusion. It felt weird. Very fucking weird. It also stung, tingling maybe? My prior thoughts of it potentially feeling good shattered. I didn't like it, and I think it was noticable to Angel.
“Yeah, I bet it feels unsettling… it will until you've adjusted” he explained, pushing more until he rested knuckle deep.
My chest rose and fell in heavy pants, squirming my hips slightly at the discomfort. I trusted in Angel's words, prompting me into nodding, signalling for him to continue.
Angel pulled his finger back out, then back in. The strange tingle continued but slowly, the pain started to fade. I took a deep breath, allowing myself to relax more and focus on the feeling of Angel's hand stroking my dick.
Angel slipped in a second finger, the stretch burned but instead of feeling the pain, the pain felt pleasurable. A groan broke the silence, a tad louder than what I'm used to vocalizing. I slapped a hand over my mouth, squeezing my eyes shut while Angel carefully used two fingers on me.
“Let me introduce to you the pleasure a bottom feels,” Angel declared, shifting his fingers deeper and curled upwards, brushing against my walls.
My jaw slackened into a silent moan, back arching from its pillow perch. Pleasure rushed down my legs in a flash of heat, knees twitching against Angel's arms. Whatever Angel just did felt nothing like the pleasure I'm used to feeling.
“That my dear is your prostate, say your prayers now, kitten, I'm about to abuse it” he sounded prideful, not giving me a chance to respond before his fingers began to pound into the bundle of blissful nerves.
A choked groan broke from my lips, hips buckling against the sudden intense pleasure from Angel's fingers. I felt suddenly warm but my body shivered uncontrollably, my breath leaving my lungs in heavy whined panting, like some desperate who-
Oh.. Looks like you win tonight, Anthony.
Angel finger fucked me until my mind melted, I'm sure somewhere he added a third, I felt full but it didn't feel enough. A needy moan expressed my frustrations but it was replied with a chuckle and a harder pace.
I pushed myself up onto my elbows, eyes falling to watch my lover's hand pump inside me roughly, my mouth slack with heavy air filling the silence. I rolled my head back, teeth digging into my lip. A long groan hummed through my throat, a burning coil growing hotter and hotter- until Angel removed his fingers.
“Ya ain't cumming yet, kitten” he cooed, crawling up onto the bed. He carefully guided me over onto my knees, adjusting the bedding around us for more comfort. He gently rubbed my back while he tore open a condom packet.
I watched eagerly, I felt empty, unsatisfied, horny. So fucking horny, “Please Angel..” I gasped into the pillows, lowering my chest into the bedding, arching my ass up into the air.
“Good things come to those who wait” was my reply. I whined heavily, panting into the pillowcase. My foggy brain was barely aware of how easily Angel got me like this but I didn't have the heart to care. I need Angel. Right now.
Angel sat up onto his knees and grabbed onto my hips, pulling himself closer. I wiggled back desperately, feeling the head of his cock twitch against my hole. Angel dripped cold lube onto my ass, rutting up against me to spread it where he wants it.
I grumbled an annoyed sound, pushing back against him, “Angel, I swear to fuck” I snapped but I sounded more desperate then angry.
Angel chuckled, “I guess we'll be doing this again, aren't we, baby?” he teased before carefully pushing himself in.
It felt nothing like his fingers, the pain was nearly unbearable. I gripped onto the bedding, eyes clenched tightly. I grunted in pain, tears stinging my eyes.
“Shhh… it'll be okay… you're okay” Angel cooed, continuing the back rub to sooth me. Fuck me.. he's not even halfway in. Shit, it stings. I counted my breaths to distract myself until I felt Angel bottom out. My stomach felt tight. Full. It felt like he was pushing through my stomach-
My hand rubbed at my stomach, a noticeable dip from where Angel's cock rested inside me. I quivered beautifully, a whorish moan tore from my lips. He was bulging my stomach.
Angel moaned softly under his breath, drinking up the sounds that came from me, “You’re so fucking right…” he groaned, slowly drawing back then dug back in, “Moan for me baby..” he pleaded and I didn't hesitate to finally release my grip.
I rocked back into Angel's slow agonising thrust, propelling it into a faster one. Moans of pleasure came from both of us, Angel's hand reached forward and gripped a fistful of fur, yanking my body up onto my paws, hips pounding forward. The sound of our bodies slapping together echoed off my walls, however my wails of pleasure shortly drowned them out.
Angel moaned, keeping me upright with his hold on my fur, pounding into my ass relentlessly. My cries of pleasure, driving him into a rougher pace but I didn't mind one bit.
Curses flew blindly from my mouth, moans perfect for a porno. I'm more impressed than embarrassed that noises like these came out of me.
Suddenly a hand slapped down on my ass, I jerked forward, a sharp gasp in surprise at the slap, I moaned breathlessly, squeezing around Angel.
“Fuck Husk… fuck you feel so good” Angel sobbed. Maybe his dominant facade is breaking along with my pride… In that case..
I hooked my leg around Angel's and twisted sharply, guiding Angel around and onto his back, hoisting myself up onto his lap, resting back completely on Angel's lap. He slid in deeper, pushing further. I whimpered, thighs trembling against my partner.
I placed my paws on his chest and rocked my hips, panting heavily as I increased my pace, formulating a battle strategy. Angel's may have his cock inside me but I want him screaming my name.
I bounced, balancing myself with a hand on Angel's thigh as I gained my pace. Angel fell apart beautifully under me, hands digging into my hips and thighs, his torso shook from pleasure, attempting to fuck up into me.
I adjusted myself once more, giving Angel the opportunity. He didn't waste a second on holding me up, ramming his hips up into me.
I threw my head back, a sob of pleasure that could definitely be heard from inside the lobby but I didn't care. It felt incredible.
Angel cried out in pleasure, hips erratic with a desperate need to chase his pleasure faster, harder, deeper. Fuck he so deep.
I sharply rocked myself back, hands holding my body up on either side of Angel's pleasure covered head.
“Fuck Husk… fuck… fuck… You feel so fucking gooood~” he sobbed, the sound punching me deep in my gut. My orgasm twisting sharply in my stomach, causing my movements to shudder harshly, but hand's four hands suddenly grabbed ahold of me and kept up with the momentum.
“I’m… gonna-” I tried, my body shuddering and twitching with pleasure. Tears rolled down my cheeks from the overwhelming pleasure Angel pounded into me.
“I know baby.. me too” Angel moaned, one of his hands returning onto my dick, jerking my dick intime with our movements.
The coil in my stomach grew hotter and hotter until it snapped in a painful bliss, a sharp scream of pleasure drowned out Angel's cry, my vision went dark, stars danced brightly.
My body vibrated violently, slumping forward against his, stars twinkling in my vision as I came down from the high, Angel's arms cradled me against his chest, my sight slowly swam back into place.
If bottoming caused an orgasm so strong to cause temporary blindness, then I definitely should do this more often. I hugged him, releasing a deep breath, body relaxing along with it.
“Holy fuck… Husk you were so fucking beautiful” Angel suddenly gasped, pulling me up to shower kisses across my cheeks.
I flinched away at the sudden.. cuteness aggression? I tried to push myself away but rocking myself upwards pushed Angel's cock deeper once again, causing a whimper and a ring of muscle to squeeze.
Angel groaned and carefully lifted me off, resting us closely and under my sheets, “We’re… doing that again later… right?” Angel asked once settled, the plead thick in his tone.
“Angel, ” I grumbled, pushing my face up against the thick fluff of his furr, “I just came so hard I saw stars”
Angel fell silence, unsure heavy in the air. I rolled my eyes and looked up at him, a sharp lustful grin pulled on my lips, “Of course we’re doing that again”